There had to be some way they could help T'charrl, it sucked seeing him so down like that. Knowing it was effectively his fault too made Haku all the more determined even if he had no ideas. No ideas anyways until he gave his newfound friend a passing glance and a smile crossed his face, surely his spirit could help T'charrl? After all he'd been freaking out moments ago and now he was fairly relaxed, if T'charrl gave the spirit a chance he could relax too! Making the suggestion to his friend it came as a relief when T'charrl accepted the idea; whether the creature could actually help anything or not was yet to be seen but it was better than nothing. "It hasn't seemed to bother it yet, I think you don't need to worry about that," Haku answered before giving the spirit a petting, nudging it gently to send it T'charrl's way. "It won't hurt you, I'm sure it won't. So uh... Relax and let it do its thing. Whatever that is." Maybe now he could nuzzle against this one? The two spirits still had the creature very curious yet every time it went over the large being grew frightened. It struck it as funny, that something so big would be afraid of something so small. Trotting over to T'charrl's side it paused this time, watching him silently to see if he might flee again. When it didn't appear as that would happen it let out a happy yip and went all the way, moving up against his side and nuzzling its head along his leg, trying to convey it wished to be pet. Pet or not the creature would begin to subtly glow as it had before, not nearly as bright yet still noticeably glowing. In doing so grass began to sprout up around T'charrl along with some flowers, creating a bed around them as opposed to the dirt patch T'charrl had been on seconds before. It had assumed this person was sad because there were no plants, and while it was a bit too tired to revitalize the entire forest it could do this much, it was a start. ----- Was this all it took to push Kiton? A building of supposed casualties and the Frost Demon all but lost his reason, not a good sign. As it was the captain had barely managed to stop himself from being smashed into the ground and yet it seemed like the ordeal was far from over. After throwing Kiton aside to get some space he frowned when it appeared like he was rearing up for another attack, poised to defend against a potential blast. What he would get instead wasn't a blast but a mammoth chunk of land, probably someone's back yard, being hoisted into the air and hurtled at him. "Can you truly not see it boy? At all?" he shouted back as he flared his power up, aiming to blast apart the first chunk of Earth before pausing in refrain; blowing apart the earth would cause debris to scatter and buildings be destroyed, they couldn't ruin any more than he already had. Gritting his teeth he tensed and caught the first chunk head on, shouting in exertion as he hoisted it up and sent it hurtling over his head, landing several hundred meters outside of town. Another chunk he had no choice but to blast, vaporizing it entirely and then finding a third smashing into him. Being driven groundward he tried to use more Ki to stop its trajectory, speeding down too quickly and smashing into the road as a result, being buried by the rubble. "He's fucking lost it... He'll tear this place apart fighting him!" Ricken shouted as he slammed a fist into a nearby wall, "I'm stopping this, it's ridiculous." Trying to make for the door he growled when Sasha grabbed his shirt and yanked him back, swatting her hand away and glaring at her, "It's obvious by now he's not a fit! He's just some thug who doesn't care, he'll kill York if we don't stop this!" "He just watched us supposedly die, you'd be pissed too Ricken. Give it a minute, York's not going to go down that easily." That being said the damage the fight could cause was starting to get dangerous, they'd only agreed to use that single building as a prop. Now some parts of this road were in tatters and the road itself had a massive hole in it, with York buried beneath the rubble. If going out wouldn't jeopardize the entire point of the training exercise then she'd gladly go out to help, but Kiton had to be able to do this himself. It took a few moments from impact, but soon enough York was clawing his way out from the rubble, using a blast of Ki to finally clear himself a hole to emerge from. Dirtied and bloodied he managed to get back to his feet, smiling in spite of the pain as he wiped some gunk from his face. "Feel better yet? Would killing me make things right?" he shouted up to Kiton, stumbling out of the pit and back to the level ground, "Because my death will bring them back, right? Well go on then, stoop to my level." This was likely the tipping point, his bluff had been called and he'd taken one heck of a hit from that attack. Pouring all of his power into those first few attacks to try and seem more daunting too was backfiring, he wasn't a match for Kiton. "Come on then! Kill me, make your friends proud!" ----- "I've had my fair share in the course of my life. Or do you imagine I felt nothing when I saw my previous attempts, other 'children' of mine die?" Aito posed, smiling slightly before shaking his head, "Sorry, I shouldn't be making this about me. You're right, it's not fair for me to sit here and speak to you as I know. Everyone experiences stress but its presumptuous to believe I understand your plight completely just because I've had my own. I apologize Viral." It seemed he wasn't terribly good at joking about this, perhaps mostly due to a feeling this was arisen from his own incompetence. If he'd figured out Viral's problems sooner then this never would have come to pass, he could have left something for Vegeta to see it remedied long ago. "Well... Given all you've endured and the fact you still carry on is enough to be proud of. And the fact that you're regaining your strength and you're determined to fight to protect, that's something to be proud of. And you had your first kiss, that's plenty to be proud of," Aito added at the end with a playful wink. Much as the doctor tried to ignore Viral's condition he couldn't do it, every little discomfort and pain was as clear as day to him. The fact his eyes were largely unfocused and his pupils distorted, not blind but certainly in need of attention. Doubtless it was due to being in a low light area for so long, but some time outside and time to take in the sun's rays should remedy that on its own. Nodding when Viral agreed to head outdoors Aito waited patiently for him to get to his feet, going to the door first and asking Vegeta to fetch a change of clothing. "Uh... Just over a day, give or take a few hours," the doctor recounted thoughtfully, "Almost two. You most likely changed in response to being in danger, a sort of survival instinct. No one can fault that, it's just your body's way of responding to a trauma."